There's one thing to be said for constant turmoil in one's life...It got easier and easier o remain standing when she felt like falling down.


His life was like a mountain- a long, rough climb through jagged peaks, then getting to the top only to find a valley on the other side.

But there's another kind of love. One that gives you the courage to be better than you are, not less than you are. One that makes you feel that anything is possible.


I've been thinking of you constantly since i left, wondering why the journey i'm on seemed to have led through you. I know my journey''s not over yet, and that life is a winding path, but i can only hope it somehow circles back to the place i belong. That's how i think of it now. I belong with you.

Before we met, i was as lost as a person could be and yet you saw something in me that somehow gave me direction again


The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when it’s over.

If i could make this go away, i would. If i could stand in your place, i wouldn't hesitate. But i'm left w/ one choice, and that's to stand by your side through the end. I won't waver, Angel, i can promise you that.

I would lay down everything i posses, even my soul, for you. If that isn't love, it's the best i have.

I'd pretend a relationship w/ Patch could work, because deep inside anytime w/ Patch had seemed better than nothing at all.


Maybe my mind was making me see things i refused to accept we're gone forever. It was filling the void, because that was easier than letting go.